Two years ago, I wanted to kill myself. Every single second I blamed my existence. I think it started during the pandemic when school shut down and I had nowhere to go (I am not yapping, but just giving you the context). I was a straight-A student before, and eventually, when the lockdown started, I lost the seriousness, started watching web shows, became too addicted to my phone, seeing others doing better and constantly comparing myself to others, and you know what is sad? I did nothing for myself, and I didn’t know what to do. In other words, I…